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as the bright cheery blaze warmith and sent the blood tingling through my veins. in a short time we had some good coffee made that with some warm slap jacks made a tolorably good supper for cold and hungry men. After supper we stretched out on our buffalo skins enjoying ourselves hugely not dreaming of any danger when we heard the low savage whine of a pack of wolves. the Rocky Mountain wolf is somewhat larger and ten times more ferocious than the prairie wolf. but they are very cowardly and will never attack a man unless hard pressed by hunger. This time we did not feel the least alarmed we had a good rousing fire and I always heard that wolves were afraid of fire. we prepared our rifles and revolvers to have a crack at them if they came near enough. In a few minutes they sniffled so close up to us that we could see the fire reflecting on their white teeth we covered two of them with our rifles fired and had the gratification of seeing them both spring high in the air and fall lifeless to the ground. At this the whole pack set up a tremendous howling and immediately commenced devouring the dead wolves we reloaded as quick as possible fired another volley and brought down two more of the dirty pack as fast as they were shot the others set upon and devoured them. We now felt in a very unpleasant position the pack attracting reinforcements every minute, and if they got very numerous they would get emboldened and probably might attack us. We kept the fire blazing brightly and fired at them as rapidly as we could load our rifles this kept them in check and also gratified their appetite. for about an hour they swarmed around us then they began to slink away. they did not appear to